Observing his worsening countenance, Uncle Ping weighed the pouch in his hand before smoothly changing the subject.
"However, since Manager Wang is here, I must go and inquire."
Uncle Ping's usual composed solemnity disappeared, replaced by the smoothness unique to merchants. Paired with these words, they fell into Manager Wang's ears and his heart suddenly brightened.
He had never considered that the seemingly upright Manager Ping was actually a shrewd man.
"Then I'll trouble Manager Ping."
Manager Wang squinted his eyes in a smile, feeling that half of the matter was already settled. He reached into his pocket and pulled out another pouch.
"This, is to treat Manager Ping to tea. Thank you for your hard work."
Feeling that the matter had proceeded smoothly, Manager Wang didn't stay any longer. He drank the tea in satisfaction and happily went back to his own shop.
As long as Manager Ping was not as upright as they had thought, the lady of the city's lord was just a gimmick.